Pascale stood in her break room on the first floor of her library home. It was growing a bit late into the evening with only the last vestiges of orange and purple light painting the sky. Of course her attention wasn't on that. It was firmly on her new invention. The idea came to her in a dream and she awoke realizing that she could make them work, but had ended up spending all day on it. By the end though she'd finished. A pair of matching bracelets with pink heart shaped quartz in the middle of them. She grabbed one and slipped it onto her left wrist.

The metal was cool against her skin, but otherwise the bracelet didn't do anything else. She expected it to light up, or something. Perhaps she'd have to use the second bracelet on someone else first. The Bracelets of Bonding. These devices were not only stylish but they were going to be amazing to test, she just had to find the right fool- er friend to test them on. That would have to wait until tomorrow though. For now, it was time to grab one last cup of coffee before she went to bed for the night.

Unfortunately that was about when she discovered she was out of coffee grounds in the break room. Well one quick trip to the pantry should fix that. What was the worst that could happen?

***

Princess Twinkle usually didn't bother her faithful apprentice this late at night, not since they first moved to Pleasant Falls that was. Pascale was an adult by now, and no longer needed that sort of coddling, but sometimes Twinkle just liked to check up on her. It wasn't that weird, just a happy little surprise for Twinkle. Of course when she entered into the first floor of the library she found it was empty and quiet. Not a sign of Pascale anywhere. Twinkle snuck through the halls and toward the break room where Pascale could usually be found. Inside she may have found the usual assortment of items, a couple of couches, coffee table, fridge and microwave. Even a few posters of Princess Twinkle herself, how adorable.

There was one more thing that stood out in here. On the desk there was a small open box with a metal bracelet inside. She walked over to it, wondering why Pascale would have such a thing there. Pascale never wore jewelry. Yet here was an adorable piece just waiting to be snatched by someone a little mischievous. Twinkle grabbed the bracelet and found its size was a adjustable. She slipped it onto her right wrist and smiled at it. The pink heart shaped piece of quartz began to glow softly.

"Oooo, it lights up, how adorable." Twinkle was enamored by this. It was positively adorable, and she was nothing if not a fan of all things cute. Surely nothing would go wrong with having such a cute little bracelet on her person.

***

Having just grabbed a can with fresh coffee grounds from her pantry, Pascale noticed the bracelet's gem began to glow softly. Yes, it was working. She wasn't sure why, or how it was working, but it was. That was all that mattered in the end right? She skipped happily back to the break room. Just as she stopped outside of the door she realized perhaps there was a problem, it should only work if someone had put on the other half of this magical item right?

Well who cares, maybe it was just broken and she'd have to fix the Bracelets of Bonding later. She opened the door stepped in and saw Princess Twinkle there with a bracelet on her right wrist and admiring it. Or perhaps they were in fact working just fine and her very own princess had helped her out with it.

It was then that both the bracelets flashed in unison and Princess Twinkle's arm lifted up toward Pascale. Pascal’s left arm lifted up toward Twinkle's. For a moment they just stared at each other dumbly. Then a strong pull yanked Pascale forward dragging her off of her feet until she was a lot closer to Twinkle. Pascale of course landed on her face. She looked up at the princess and grinned. "It worked."

"What worked? What just happened? I felt a slight tug on my arm."

"Why the Bracelets of Bonding have bound us. We should now only be able to move about six or seven feet away from each other before the bracelets drag us, or probably just me, back to each other."

Twinkle stared down at her. "Why would you make something like that?"

"Because I could."

"And how do you turn it off?"

Pascale blinked up at her. "Turn, it, off?"

"Yes, as in make it stop working. I've tried taking the bracelet off and it won't come off my wrist."

Pascale tried to remove hers and found it quite stuck in fact. She sat there fidgeting with it for a moment and then shrugged. "I guess we don't."

Twinkle leaned forward. "Are you attempting to say that we are now stuck together, forever?"

"Well until I figure out how to turn it off, yes."

Twinkle growled. "It's already late, what are we supposed to do now?"

Pascale shrugged once more. "I'm not entirely sure, actually. I just kinda invented them with the intent on having them here. But uh, the work a little too well perhaps?"

"You know I love you right?"

Pascale nodded. "Of course, because you’re the best princess."

"Good, good, than please don't misunderstand when I say, I am furious with you right now."

Pascale blinked, her ears folded back a little. "I, you are?"

"Yes, Pascale, I am. Although I'm sure your elated to be stuck to me like super glue, the fact that I, the greatest princess, will not be able to have a moment of privacy until you fix this, if you can, is preposterous. I sincerely think you screwed up here, and would punish you for it, but what am I supposed to do, I mean really, I love you too much to do anything other than to give you mean looks and to be grumpy about the situation you just forced me in."

Pascale lowered her head. "O-oh... um... maybe making these was a mistake after all."

"You think? Really?"

The sarcasm was so thick even Pascale could feel it. She lowered her head further. She’d really screwed up this time, hadn't she? "Am... am I still going to be your apprentice?"

Twinkle reached out, picked up Pascale with her hands and held her up much like one would a young kobold or a pet. "Yes, you are. Now I'm going to take you home with me, since I have no intention on staying at your place. Snowflake will just have to adjust to this."

"Snowflake? Your servant? B-but why would she have a hard time with this?"

Twinkle offered a mysterious smile. "You’ll figure that out… sooner than you’d like probably. For now it's time to come with me. I suppose we can make this fun right? Oh, yes, I know just the thing. Sleepover!"

Pascale blinked. "A sleepover?"

"Yes! This will be like a slumber party. I still have some of your clothes at the castle. Oh it's going to be so much fun! Let's go."

Still being held like a toy rather than a person, Princess Twinkle proceeded to walk out of the door of the break room and into the lobby. On their way they passed by Ziggy the chicken who just gave them both an odd look. He probably figured out that by the princess's demeanor, Pascale wasn't coming home tonight. Hopefully he wouldn't do too much to cause problems while she was away.

The walk to the castle, which though it was admittedly close by, was a humiliating one. At the very least, Pascale was glad no one saw her being carried like that all the way to the castle. If she was entirely honest with herself though, being held so close to Princess Twinkle felt nice. Nice in a way she hadn't felt in some time. Sure she didn't expect to be able to feel like that often but she did feel good like that now.

Once at the castle they entered in through the side door and Twinkle shut the door and locked it behind her with her yellow tail. A little infuriatingly though Pascale continued to be carried all the way to her old room in the castle. Only once inside was she set down. Pascale took few steps back and looked around.

The room was as clean as ever, thanks in no small part to Snowflake's hard work, there was a small bed, a dresser and a desk with a few items on it. The walls were covered in various posters and memorabilia of Princess Twinkle.

The one on her ceiling above her bed had Twinkle in her underwear striking a very provocative pose. It was actually a little more than embarrassing to have it so openly displayed here with Twinkle right next to her. Still she sucked up her pride and then asked, "What are we doing in here?"

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Twinkle replied happily. "It's a slumber party. Grab your pajamas, and some clean underwear. You’re going to need them both."

Pascale did feel a little gross in her current clothing. She might have forgotten to bathe, or change clothes, since yesterday. Well at least it was easy enough to find what she needed. Once she had everything she went back to Twinkle and looked up at her. "Okay, done. Now what?"

Twinkle beamed. "Follow me, we're going to get you clean before we get you dirty... oh, grab one extra pair of everything, just in case."

Pascale wasn't at all sure what the princess was talking about but she did as ordered. Once fully stocked with clean clothing she followed Twinkle back out into the hall and the two of them walked down the halls until they got to the large oak door that led to Princess Twinkle's bedroom. Twinkle opened the door and walked inside. The light turned on automatically, and revealed the pink floor, the large open space, the various beanbag chairs, couches, and giant stuffed animals. The one thing that stood out the most to Pascale was the sight of Twinkle's servant, Snowflake.

Snowflake was laying on the bed on her side, her rear facing the door and her tail wagging. Her scales were snow white, but she wore a slinky black, and see through nightgown as she looked over her head at them. "Princess Twinkle, I'm ready if you a-"

Pascale's eyes met with Snowflake’s. There was silence for a long drawn out moment before Snowflake said. "P-Pascale? P-Princess, you can't be thinking of... with both of us?"

Twinkle looked a little confused herself. Her eyes widened in realization of some sort. "Oh no, no no no. Not yet, she’s not ready. Change of plans for tonight. We'll have to do 'that' later. Tonight is going to be a sleep over with Pascale, you, and me. Just us girls doing girly things."

Snowflake looked down at herself and gave a sigh. "Seems I may have under dressed for the occasion."

Pascale was firmly looking at the floor. "Yeah, it's a sleepover not a, whatever it is you’re wearing, party."

Snowflake got up and walked toward the door. "I shall put on more appropriate attire for such an event." As she walked past Pascale toward the door she let out a quiet hiss. Pascale almost missed it but the glare in her red eyes was more than enough to confirm it. Snowflake was pissed off at her. This night was going to be awful.

Once Snowflake was gone Twinkle nearly skipped toward the bathroom nearby. The speed she moved at yanked Pascale's arm forward until she was practically running to keep up. Once there Twinkle pushed open the door and slipped inside with Pascale following her. The bathroom was large, not quite so large as the ones from the capital but still massive. The actual tub was another giant piece, it was practically as large as a tub and nearly constantly filled with steamy water.

Twinkle spun around and smiled at her. "Okay, now strip."

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me, strip. We're getting you all nice and clean and well dressed for the slumber party."

Pascale blinked and her jaw dropped. "B-but."

"You smell like cheese."

Pascale stomped a foot. "I do not smell like cheese."

"Well one part of you does."

"I do not smell like cheese!" Pascale huffed and folded her arms over her chest in defiance. Princess Twinkle may be perfect but this attitude was almost enough to make Pascale second guess her clearly well researched facts on the matter of perfection. However, she could not deny that she didn't exactly smell, pretty. She carefully turned around and grabbed at the hem of her robe. "Are... are you sure?"

"Of course I am. Besides it’s not like we haven't bathed together before."

Pascale stood up straight. "B-b-bathe with me? Princess, I'm an adult now, we c-can’t do that?"

"Why not? It sounds like a lot of fun, and you don't disagree when we bathe in the hot springs together."

"Yes, but this is a private bath, just the two of us, and um, you know?"

Twinkle giggled. "Oh, Pascale, it'll be the three of us. Although I'm sure Snowflake is clean, I love bathing with her so I'll drag her into this threeway too."

Pascale groaned. This was so embarrassing. How come she had to suffer these indignities. Is it because she was the one to force the two of them to be stuck together like this? Probably.

Well being completely naked, with all of her bare flesh, petite figure, and scars visible was bad enough. It was when she turned around and saw Princess Twinkle completely naked that Pascale might have lost it. In fact staring at those giant, well rounded, melons brought with it a nose bleed for Pascale. One which was made worse by the fact that Twinkle touched her to fix it, mostly by shoving some toilet paper in her nose.

Snowflake did indeed peek in on them during the bath, but much to Pascale's shock and horror, when Princess Twinkle asked her to join, Snowflake declined. Though Snowflake’s eyes lingered on the naked form of Pascale, they didn’t look as mad as before, they almost looked… hungry.

Snowflake showed off the pink pajamas she was wearing, to which Twinkle gave a whistle of approval and a leer that made Pascale feel a little less comfortable with being here. Well she didn't exactly have a choice about being here or not.

Only after the bath did Pascale get dressed up in her green pajamas and Twinkle got dressed in some pink ones. The duo left the bathroom behind and joined Snowflake in the bedroom proper where she was already busy drinking a glass of some orange liquid that had flakes of shiny metallic pieces in it.

Pascale balked. "Are you drinking Gemstone Whiskey?"

Snowflake nodded. "Want some? The gems are delicious."

Pascale sat down hard. "You can't eat gemstones, it's unhealthy."

Twinkle waved a hand. "Nonsense, its perfectly healthy. It will not only super charge your magic but it'll also get you drunk, or high depending on how you ingest it. It's fine... oh, but you’re not allowed to have any. You, specifically Pascale."

Pascale nodded. She was well aware of the reason why she wasn't allowed any sort of intoxicating substances. It brought out... other sides of herself. Sides best left forgotten and buried as deeply as one could burry something.

Instead Pascale was given some orange juice to drink. The trio sat in a triangular pattern as Princess Twinkle snapped her fingers and summoned forth a glass bottle. The bottle landed in the center of the three of them and fell onto its side. Pascale stared at it, it was a dark red bottle, but it was entirely empty.

Snowflake groaned. "Isn't it a bit too early for this game, your highness?"

Twinkle waved a hand dismissively. "Nah, of course not. This is the entire point of a sleep over after all, I'd be remiss if we didn’t start out with this."

Snowflake shook her head slowly, but remained smiling. "I suppose that's fair, I just feel one should save the best for last, but with Pascale here, the best won't happen tonight."

Twinkle lowered her head a little. "Oh, don't be like that Snowflake. It's probably my fault more than hers. I could have asked what the pretty bracelet did before slipping it on and getting physically stuck to Pascale here. Of course she shouldn't be leaving such dangerous things around the privacy of her own home anyway."

Pascale lowered her head further still. "I'm sorry."

Twinkle pat the top of her head. "It's quite alright, that's why I'm making this a night of fun. You've been on a sleepover before have you?"

"N-not really."

Snowflake's smile faded a bit. "That's actually kind of sad. Didn't you have any friends before coming here?"

Pascale shook her head. "The other apprentices in the capital were all my rivals." Pascale pulled out a necklace she always wore with a medallion on it, one that showed the image of a kobold on one side and a dragon on the other. "We all had these special necklaces, even those of us not lucky enough to be chosen as an apprentice. It marks us as being a special class of starborn. Still that doesn't mean I'd be friendly if I saw someone with the same medallion. In fact it would mean I'd need to be extra careful because they might be trying to sabotage me."

Snowflake stared at her. "That's... extra sad. No wonder you turned out the mess you are."

Pascale blinked. "Excuse me? What do you mean the 'mess I am?'"

Snowflake nodded toward the bottle. "I guess you'll just have to play the game to find out, now won't you."

Pascale stared down at the bottle. "What kind of game involves an empty glass bottle?"

Twinkle answered joyfully. "Why, spin the bottle, of course."

Pascale blinked. "You're kidding right? Isn't that a game that scraplings play?"

Twinkle giggled. "Oh, but the game is only more fun as adults. You'll see."

Snowflake shook her head. "We don't really have a choice."

Twinkle clapped her hands together. "Good! I assume you both know how to play." After the two of them nodded, Twinkle continued. "Great, then I'll go first." She spun the bottle and after a few spins it landed on Pascale. "Truth or dare my faithful apprentice. Truth or dare?"

Pascale stared down at the bottle and then back up to her perfect princess. Truth was an easy, and expected first response, due to the fact that it was usually safer than a dare. Still a dare meant she wouldn't risk any scary truths. Of course, it wasn't like Twinkle would be able to tell if she lied or not. "Truth."

Princess Twinkle grinned madly. "What's the sexiest thing you've ever done?"

Snowflake face-palmed. "You didn't even hesitate before asking that."

Pascale blinked. "I'm... sorry, what did you just ask?"

"What is the sexiest thing you've ever done?"

Pascale stared up at Twinkle, feeling both embarrassment and confusion rising up in equal measure. "Like, by myself or um, with others."

"Whichever one is more sexy."

Well that was a hard one. Pascale's experience so far was very, very limited. She did not really focus on that side of the world, and even if she did no one would want to try something like that with the likes of her. She wasn't attractive enough for that. No, she could only ever have experiences that were by herself. "I guess I've masturbated."

Twinkle stared down at her. "We all do that, now tell me about the sexiest time you've done that."

"Isn't it always the same?"

Snowflake threw her head back. "See, she's boring. I bet she's only ever used her fingers too."

Pascale glared at her. "Well what else would I use?"

Twinkle laughed giddily. "Okay, okay, you answered the question. Now you can spin."

Pascale grabbed the bottle and spun it. It of course had to land on Snowflake. "Truth or dare?"

Snowflake grinned. "Dare."

Pascale glared at her. "You're supposed to start with a truth, you’re doing this wrong."

"I can start, with whatever I want, and if Princess Twinkle here is going to jump right out of the window at full speed, than so will I."

Pascale groaned. "Great, so I just have to think of a dare somehow." unfortunately all the dares she could think of were dumb and childish. Well dumb and childish it was. "I dare you to try and pick your nose, using only your tail. No hands involved."

Snowflake grinned. "Oh no, such a hard thing to do. There's no way I'd ever have plenty of practice with using my tail for flexible purposes." Her white tail whipped around, and wriggled up to her nostril and picked it without any challenge at all.

Pascale blinked in astonishment. She tried to copy the maneuver with her own tail but the most Pascale managed was to slap herself in the cheek with her own tail. It was impossible to control it that well.

Twinkle explained. "She’s had practice using her tail for all 'sorts' of things."

Snowflake grabbed the bottle and spun it. It landed back on Pascale. "Okay, you know the routine by now."

Pascale glared at her. "Dare."

Snowflake grinned evilly at her. "Oh, are you positive?"

"Yes?"

Snowflake shrugged. "Don’t say I didn’t offer to let you change your mind. Ahem, Pascale, I dare you to kiss Princess Twinkle, right on the lips."

Pascale's eyes widened. "Y-you can't do that."

Twinkle leaned over and whispered. "Oh, yes she can. And she did. So I guess I better pucker up for you now. Of course, she didn't specify what lips."

Pascale gave her a confused look. "You only have one pair of lips."

"Oh ho, poor, innocent, Pascale." Twinkle licked her lips. "One day you'll lose that innocent and as sad as it will be, it'll also be amazing to see you blossom into a mature woman."

Pascale wasn't quite confident with anything going on here. Still, the Princess had in a way just given her permission. Permission to do one of the things she always secretly dreamed about. That everyone secretly dreamed about. Kissing a princess. A dragon lord princess. She couldn't even stand to imagine it. Her entire body was hot, her face burning up as she looked into Twinkle's eyes.

Twinkle leaned over far enough that her muzzle was only a few inches away from Pascale’s face. Pascale swallowed, she didn't have a choice now. She had chosen dare, and she wasn't sure what Princess Twinkle would do if she denied her. More than that, would it be considered insulting to say no to the advances of a princess? It could be seen as telling her that she was ugly. No, Princess Twinkle was the most beautiful, best princess in the whole wide world, Pascale could do this, she would do this.

Pascale turned to face her. Their lips only an inch away from how close Princess Twinkle was. She could feel the hot breath fall upon her lips. Smell the cotton candy scented breath of Princess Twinkle. Pascale's face was covered in a bright red blush, her heart racing so fast she thought it might explode out of her chest like an alien. Still she somehow found herself leaning forward, closer, and closer until she could almost feel Twinkle's lips.

Twinkle's hand reached out and grabbed the back of Pascale's head and pressed her lips hotly against Pascale's. Pascale kissed her in return and although she’d never done this before she felt like this was all too natural for her. The kiss sent fire racing through her lips that spread throughout her entire face, and down her spine ending only once the flames reached a part of her she was a little ashamed to think about. Her hands grabbed Twinkle's shoulders and held on tight. She felt like she was going to fall over and faint from the delight of the kiss.

Unfortunately the kiss only lasted a few brief seconds and Twinkle pulled back. She stared down into Pascale's eyes. "You were pretty good at that. Was that your first kiss?"

Pascale nodded. "Mhmm."

"Good, I'm glad it could be with me." Twinkle sat back up right pulling away from Pascale's clawed hands. "I guess you can spin the bottle now."

Pascale had to take a moment to recollect herself. She reached out to the bottle with her left hand and the bracelet fell off hitting the floor. Princess Twinkle's did the same at the same time. Pascale stared at the bracelet on the floor and it occurred to her what was the trigger to break the spell. "They fall off after a kiss."

Twinkle nodded. "That's great to hear. Now spin the bottle."

Pascale stood up quickly. "In a minute, I really, really need to pee and was holding it in because I didn't want to do that in front of you." Pascale quickly ran to the rest room to finally get to do her thing in peace and private. Of course the rest of the night remained being her first sleep over, but things began to calm down after that. Well... she had to watch Twinkle kiss Snowflake once, but after that things calmed down. Pascale was also thankfully allowed to go sleep in her own room, a thing that Snowflake was a bit too keen on happening.

Pascale made a note to hide the bracelets of bonding and to never let anyone have access to them again. They were too dangerous and unstable for anyone to be able to use.